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Previously on The Originals...

If this prophecy is fulfilled,

you will all fall.

One by friend, one by foe

and one by family.

The spell you used brought me back

as I was when I died in this body.

- When you were a vampire, you were...
- A psychotic maniac.

But you're worth being good for.

I love you, Elijah.

And Jackson knew that.

Out of respect for him,

I have to let you go.

There was never any
hope for you, brother.

Finn.

Vampires are coming for
the last of the white oak.

And now my sire link is undone.

Those very foes will come for me.

You're going to run.

Don't stop driving

till you're absolutely certain

that you are safe.

You don't have to remind me

how precious my cargo is.

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You can bet the
competition's gonna be fierce.

Not if I get to 'em first.

I've waited long enough

for my shot at Klaus Mikaelson.

If anyone's taking him down,

it's gonna be me.

- Oh, my gosh! Okay!
- Oh, no!

Sorry!

Gentlemen.

Come on, Elijah.

I thought we agreed.

The compelled waitress dumping
those drinks was a nice touch.

But you're the one who wanted

to keep the Strix around for security.

As long as we have a legion
of Mikaelson enemies in town,

how 'bout you just let 'em do their job?

You know, Marcel, I was just
looking for a little me time.

Well, as soon as they
know you're safe and sound,

they'll be more than happy to give you

all the "me time" you want.

In the meantime, if you stayed put,

maybe they could devote
more of their energy

to finding out who's got their hands

on that missing white oak bullet.

Can I help you?

I believe you already have.

So, if you're looking
for an easy target,

you're looking in the wrong place.

Some free advice, Mr. Griffith?

Know when you're outmatched.

I was expecting more of a fight
from the regent of New Orleans.

Who are you?

I'm just a hired gun.

Unfortunately, you're in my way.

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Absolutely not.

You need to blend in.

We could start by
losing the $1,000 jacket.

Tell me again why we're on a scenic tour

of methamphetamine country,

not compelling a jet

to some far-off, preferably
tropical, destination?

Look, I'm not the one with

an army of pissed-off
vampires coming after me.

Can I have the keys?

On a scale of one to ten,

exactly how much am I going to despise

this little plan of yours?

I'd say a solid 85.

Oh, good.

I don't care

if he turned into a cloud of smoke.

Your job is to be
Elijah's shadow. All right?

Don't let him out of your sight again.

I remember when you used to
bark orders at me like that.

Ah!

Those were the salad days, weren't they?

Come on in, Josh. Have a drink.

Take a load off.

Tell me, how have I
wronged you this time?

Well, you said

that the Strix were as good as gone

once we figured out who
was killing their guys.

Turns out I still need 'em.

Mm. And in the meantime,

me and the rest of your benchwarmers

are supposed to do... what?

Besides keep the bench warm?

Hilarious.

But I've got a better idea.

How's that saying go?
"If you can't beat 'em..."

You want to join the Strix?

Not gonna happen.

But if it makes you feel any better,

they're only staying to protect Elijah.

So I guess they know
about the auction, then.

For the last existing white oak bullet.

Wait. You mean your army
of fancy-pants vampires

didn't tell you about this?

Weird.

Though, that's the thing about
ancient vampires, isn't it?

They don't pay attention
to modern things,

unlike your friend here, who
minored in computer science

and wrote a paper on the Dark Web.

Bottom line it for me, Zuckerberg.

I ran down some online rumors.

Turns out someone claiming
to have the white oak

is offering it up to the highest bidder.

Today.

Could be a fake.

I wouldn't bet on it.

I had the white oak bullet,

palm of my hands, and then
some ancient vampire lady,

she rang my bell to get it.

Now, I think old vampire,

I think you and your new friends,

but it sounds like this
one ain't one of yours.

Ah, Freya.

Would you mind telling
your security team

that I'm a dear and beloved
friend of the family?

Well, that might be overstating it.

For now, let's go with
"necessary acquaintance."

Hmm. Flattery will get you everywhere.

What do you want, Lucien?

Question isn't what I want, it's whom.

See, I've known the
Mikaelsons for 1,000 years,

but you, Freya, are a new variable

and I can't help but
find myself intrigued.

Don't tell me you haven't
felt the spark between us.

Uh... this really isn't a good time.

Are you quite sure?

I saw him with my own eyes.

Finn must have come back
when Davina resurrected me.

The spell was tied to the
blood of the Mikaelson line.

Either it worked on him, or
he found a way to hijack it.

Either way, the only "how"
I care about right now

is how long I'm going to make
him suffer before I kill him.

Restraint, brother, for now.

Why? Finn is clearly
the one spreading rumors

about missing white oak.

He's luring Nik's enemies
out of the woodwork.

It's all part of his
tedious revenge fantasy.

You're wrong.

Those rumors began before
either of you returned.

Finn's innocent.

Innocent?

Pardon me, luv, but
Finn has tried to kill

the rest of us more than once.

He's an enemy of our family.

He is our family.

Finn's return is an opportunity

to mend old wounds
and fix what's broken.

He didn't just drop a bloody vase!

He murdered me!

You seem certain.

Are you honestly siding with her?

Time and again, Finn has demonstrated

nothing but contempt towards
his family, so you tell me...

How can you be so certain

that he would return to us in peace?

Our sister knows me well.

Though perhaps you're right
to doubt my intentions.

By all means,

let's discuss our family quarrels.

I believe we're long overdue.

Well, I can see why
you wanted to come here.

I feel safer already.

We're closed.

You don't look closed.

We are for you.

Well, perhaps you
failed to notice the hat.

I'll take a bourbon.

Unless Hollis is still
serving that moonshine of his.

Well, I'll be damned.

I got this.

It's been a long time

since you danced on my
bar, Hayley Marshall.

It's been a long time
since I danced on any bar.

I get in a different kind
of trouble these days.

Hollis, meet Hope.

Oh.

Look at her.

Ah.

City boy, huh?

Wouldn't have guessed that.

Never underestimate

the allure of indoor plumbing.

Hollis, this is Klaus.

He's my... daughter's father.

It's a long story.

We just...

need a place to lay low.

You picked a pretty rough
time for us around here.

A lot of folks are giving
up on the pack altogether.

Well...

for the reigning dart-throwing,
tequila-shooting

champ of Willoughby Lake?

I just wish there were
a few more people here

to give you a proper homecoming.

-
- Hey.

You guys settle in,
I'll pour the moonshine.

Baby drinks for free.

Looks like we got

a good news/bad news
situation on our hands.

Marcel, I simply don't
have time for this.

I got a bead on the bullet.

Whoever found it is offering
it up to the highest bidder.

Of which there are more than a few.

This is your idea of good news?

The bad news is word spread.

The Strix are, uh, spooked.

And they're usually
such a laid-back bunch.

Well, with that bullet out there,

half of them want to bury you alive.

I can't blame them.

You die,

they die, too.

Tell them that the Mikaelson
compound is quite secure,

and with the addition
of their own forces,

absolutely impenetrable.

No one will leave
here, no one will enter.

Do you understand?

Maybe this will stop
their infernal bitching.

Giving me enough time
to win that auction.

Or kill the guy who does.

Godspeed, Marcellus.

Take a swing at me, huh?

All these sidesteps and
parries... even the way

you fight is boring.
It's an odd critique,

considering all your flair and flourish

couldn't keep you from
being bested the last time

we faced each other.

Perhaps we should let them fight.

After all, they can't
actually kill each other.

Behave yourselves.

Particularly considering
we'll be confined

here together for the
foreseeable future.

What does that mean?

I believe the term is "staycation"

You see, Niklaus isn't the only one

who's inspired revenge fantasies.

Right now, we are all at risk.

So... while Marcel works

to retrieve the white oak, I recommend

we dispense with all of this posturing.

Get down to some good
old-fashioned family bonding.

I'm quite sure this
glass hasn't been washed

in the past decade, which makes it

the cleanest thing
in this establishment.

And you have hit

your complaint quota
for the day, congrats.

You are officially the worst.

I seem to remember you knocking

on my door to join
this little road trip.

No one had a gun to your head.

What was it... couldn't
bear to spend another day

giving Elijah the mournful doe eyes?

- That is none of your business.
- Right.

It's only my brother and
the mother of my daughter

in my house in... oh, yes... my city.

Weird. It's almost
like you're making this

all about you again.

Hales?

If you're trying to be discreet,

start by turning down the
volume on the lovers' spat.

Is everything okay?

Someone tried to rob the
Gas'n'Save down by the highway.

Kayla was there.

I heard it went bad for the bad guy.

Kayla McInnis.

Her first.

Wait, isn't she,

like, nine years old?

Fifteen.

A girl I used to babysit for.

The last time I saw her,

she was playing with dolls.

Now she's killed someone

and triggered her curse.

Where is she?

The cops let her go home.

Little trailer down by the creek.

Where do you think you're going?

Klaus, I remember when
I triggered my curse.

Now Kayla is going
through the same thing.

And that's your problem how?

I used to take care of Kayla
when her mom was drinking.

If ever she needed someone
to talk to, it's now.

In case you've forgotten, we're
supposed to be keeping a low

profile... it's hardly the
time to go play youth counselor

to a bunch of misguided wolves.

- It's just down the road. I hardly...
- In fact,

I think this little experiment is over.

I hope you enjoyed your
trip down memory lane.

But my life,

our daughter's life,

takes precedence... a fact
you've clearly failed to grasp.

From now on, we do things my way.

Do we know this guy?

Random enemy of Klaus.

Elijah spotted him in the St. James.

If he's here for the auction,
they must've sent him a login.

Check his texts and e-mails.

Uh, I got it.

Yes.

Welcome.

That's her.

You are the lucky few,

chosen for your extensive resources

and extreme prejudice
toward the Mikaelsons.

Whomever's bid proves most
alluring to my employer

will become the sole
owner of the last piece

of white oak in existence.

Opening bid is $5 million.

Shall we begin?

Whoa.

A fleet of oil tankers?

A dozen casinos in Monaco?

Yeah, these guys are not playing around.

Marcel?

Type "Aliquid sub sole."

It's Latin for "anything."

An infamous Strix rite.

It means the whole order pledges
to fulfill any one command.

You really think that's gonna work?

Hmm.

Okay.

Congratulations.

4:00, 318 Toulouse Street,

Suite 1.

All right.

Let's go get our prize.

I think they reacted as
well as can be expected.

Given your history.

I know you've had your disagreements.

"Disagreements"?

Such a quaint way of describing it all.

So you are listening.

There can be no reconciliation
between me and my brothers.

You told me that things
would be different.

They already are.

Your presence here has assured that.

Look, when I said I wanted a change,

I think you've misunderstood me.

I'd still rather die than be
part of this wretched family.

Freya, would you excuse
us just a moment, please?

Believe my brother and I
have some catching up to do.

So tell me,

how was hell?

Is it warm this time of year?

You always had a penchant for idle chat.

Well, perhaps we could discuss something

a little bit more constructive.

Do you intend to threaten me
into being a better brother?

Depends. Why are you here?

Could you believe me if
I told you I'd changed?

- Have you?
- Yes.

And no.

All that time trapped
alone in Freya's pendant,

I was able to reflect

on what we've become over a millennium.

I'm still sickened by what you are.

But I'm done trying
to atone for past sins.

It is curious

the way you speak as though you and I

- are not the same.
- We are not the same!

You see, I still have a chance

at some small happiness.

And I'm gonna take it.

My proposal is simple.

Allow Freya to put me
back in a witch's body.

Let the two of us go, and I promise

never to look back again.

Congratulations, Mr...?

Aldus.

Aldus Charlamaigne.

And the pleasure

is all mine.

Joshua, isn't it?

Tell Marcel Gerard he
cannot stop the inevitable.

I answer to someone who wants

the Mikaelsons to pay for their sins.

And so they will pay.

In the meantime, make it hurt.

Always a good girl.

Let's get out of here, shall we?

Huh?

There is a scared kid out
there, and I can't just

- turn my back on her.
- And tragic as that may be,

it's not my problem;
neither is it yours.

Get in the car.

We're leaving.

We're not going anywhere.

And I suppose you're going to stop me?

Perhaps you'll get Cletus and your other

foul-smelling friends to help?

Those friends of mine
are helping us, Klaus.

No questions asked.

Despite the fact they
have problems of their own.

And all you have done is insult them.

You don't get it, do you?

This is the exact reason why we're here.

Maybe if you hadn't been a dick to...

I don't know... everybody,

then we wouldn't even be on the run.

I have always done what I needed to do

to protect our family
from numerous enemies.

I make no apologies for my methods.

Do you even hear yourself, Klaus?

You're incapable of even pretending

to be a good person.

And you can justify it all you want with

strategy and us versus them,
but at the end of the day,

the enemies that you have
are the ones that you made.

Is that what you want for your daughter?

Is that how you want
her to see the world?

I'm not just gonna stand back

and let you raise her to
be just like you, Klaus.

If it's your impulse

to trust in the kindness
of those outside the family,

all the more reason
you need my protection.

I am gonna go speak to that
girl, because she needs my help.

You're gonna stay here and shut up!

I've earned at least that.

Hayley, listen to me!

There is a very good chance

that one day our
daughter will be dealing

with the same thing that
Kayla is dealing with.

And if that day comes,
I hope that someone

makes it their business
to help her, too.

Being kind doesn't make you weak, Klaus.

Elijah's just going to go for it.

Uh, let Finn steal a
body and start a new life.

You need to calm down.

You know,

I've never been in a guy's
actual bedroom before.

Are you even listening to me?

I am.

But you raging about Finn
when you're stuck in here

and can't do anything about
it isn't going to help.

What you need

is something to take your mind off it.

It won't work.

Is that a challenge?

I just want Finn to suffer
for what he did to me.

For what he did to us.

He will.

I promise.

Don't you guys know bullies never win?

Cutting it a little close on the
rescue there, aren't we, boys?

Had to give you enough
time to do your thing. So...

did you?

Oh, yeah.

She's gonna have one heck
of a dry cleaning bill.

You're sure you can
track her using his blood?

You'll be pleased to know things
are going just as you said.

Sorry, road's closed.

About to get a second line through here.

Hold tight.

You're certain?

Then of course, consider it done.

I don't think we've met yet.

The name's Marcel Gerard.

Free piece of advice.

Know when you're outmatched.

I don't get paid enough to die.

The person who pays you got a name?

All right, then.

I have a feeling we can jog your memory.

You don't understand.

If I give you his name,
I'm as good as dead.

And now that you've gotten in his way...

so are you.

All right, Finn.

Let's see how you like a
taste of your own medicine.

Whatever it is you're planning, don't.

He cursed me to die, Elijah.

Slowly.

In front of her.

If nothing else, I owe him for that.

Perhaps.

And perhaps the best revenge is simply

to expel him from our lives altogether.

No.

He doesn't get to live
happily ever after.

I haven't made my final decision.

I only ask you stay your hand.

That's not your decision to make!

Control yourself.

Unless you can't.

It's worse than I remember.

The rage.

The hunger.

I'd like to blame my anger on Finn,

but it's been growing
worse since I came back.

I never did learn how
to keep it in check.

I never really cared to.

But now you do.

I couldn't live with
myself if I hurt Davina.

But hurting the ones we love,
whether we mean to or not,

that's just what we do.

Isn't it?

It is who we are.

Hayley.

I am so sorry, kiddo.

I heard there's not much of a pack left,

so I thought you might
need someone to talk to.

But here's the thing
that you need to remember

as you deal with all of this.

You are a lot tougher
than you think you are.

And no matter how awful you feel,

you're not alone.

Come on.

There's someplace I want you to see.

If you're searching for Kol,

just follow the screams of the innocent.

You'll find him close by.

Actually, I was looking for you.

Poor naive child.

You don't know it yet, but
you're on the wrong side.

Did my brother ever tell
you about the Novice Dulcina?

You remind me of her.

Innocent girl, beautiful voice.

She promised herself to God,

till Kol caught sight
and found her pretty.

Within days, she'd broken
her vows of obedience

and chastity.

Within a week, she was dead.

He'd grown bored.

I don't believe you.

I think you do.

It doesn't matter.

Kol's changed.

But you're still the
monster you've always been.

Hear you're looking to steal the body

of some unsuspecting witch.

What have you done to me?!

Get comfy, Finn.

I just locked you in that
body that you hate so much.

You're stuck

as a vampire for the rest
of your pathetic life.

Kol, stop.

Enough.

This isn't your fight.

I told you to stay your hand.

Fine.

I'd rather take my chances
out there with white oak

than stay here with you lot.

Elijah.

He'll be fine.

Marcel has paid us a visit.

The last remaining
white oak in the world.

Right here.

Sister, if you would be so kind.

No!

Brother!

Little witch has condemned me.

To this.

To remain a beast.

Elijah...

I can't bear an eternity
with no hope of escape.

Can you?

What is this place?

The pack used to come here

when someone triggered their curse.

Not to ask for forgiveness, but...

to accept what they had done.

To honor the dead in order to move on.

I don't even know his name.

Here.

This was his.

I have an old friend at
the sheriff's department.

He used to get me out of
trouble back in the day.

I called in a favor.

Look, the turning is gonna hurt,

and your first full moon
is gonna be a real bitch.

But like I said, you're
tough; you can handle it.

You'll never forget
what happened, but...

you can't let the past
define who you are.

Finn, give it to me.

Give it to me.

Come on, then.

After all this time,

go on and destroy it.

Elijah, forever is a burden
that nobody should have to bear.

You cannot keep that white
oak in this house, Elijah.

It is already a beacon
drawing your enemies to you.

Perhaps the best solution is obvious.

Entrust it to the one who
loves each of you most.

I can cloak myself.

If it has to exist, at
least I can take it far away.

Hide it under a thousand spells,

somewhere where no one
else will ever find it.

Until the day comes when...

you're ready for release.

Man, I really thought asking nicely

would totally do the trick.

Now, your boss is jonesing real
bad for some Mikaelson blood,

and I just want to know who he is.

Ain't no need for this to get nasty.

You poor fools.

I let you take that bullet.

He wanted you to have it.

Who?

Vincent!

I understand.

The ancestors...

they don't want me to kill you.

They want me to help you.

They want me to help him.

And may God have mercy on us all.

Where's Hope?

With Hollis.

You trust him,

I trust you.

Baby steps,

as it were.

Seems I owe you an apology,

little wolf.

I've given you a thousand
reasons to abandon me,

but you haven't yet.

So... thank you,

for my sake

and for our daughter's.

Perhaps you're right.

Perhaps...

it is time

to start living not by my decisions,

not by yours, but by
what we together decide.

Partners.

For Hope.

What's wrong?

This was no random attack.

These wolves aren't just disappearing.

They're being hunted.

You think I should've
burned it, don't you?

It's your call, not mine.

I sure as hell don't envy you though.

I think the phrase "sibling rivalry"

is about to take on a whole new meaning.

I can handle my brothers.

Mm.

The rest is gravy, right?

We'll get a name out of our
new lady friend soon enough.

And without a weapon, all the
rest of the revenge seekers

are just a bunch of buzzing flies.

Maybe.

Did it not seem... too easy?

Hey.

Maybe I'm just that good.

We got the white oak.

Time to come home.

Well, at least one of us
has something good to report.

Because Hayley and I have just made

a rather unsettling discovery.

Seems our friends at
Kingmaker Land Development

are still targeting wolves.

What we don't know is why.

This whole time,

we've been so consumed
with everything out there.

This auction, this
swarm of old enemies...

What if it was all a distraction?

Niklaus, I'm beginning to
fear that the real threat

has been in front of us all along.

Vincent.

Something wrong?

Very much.

Hello, luv.

A Mikaelson witch, a white oak bullet.

Throw in a dash of wolf
venom and a case of champagne,

and I'd say we have a
recipe for some real fun.

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